The houses and burning flames below quickly retreated, and soon Yang Ming saw the so-called Songwu Palace.

It is difficult to notice it from afar.

Because there are a large number of demon sects gathering here and are breaking through.

Unlike other places, the demon sects here are at a disadvantage and have suffered heavy casualties.

The reason is that there are many disciples of Zuo Lengchan who live near Songwu Palace, and their strength is even stronger.

After several battles, they stabilized.

The situation here is better, and the surrounding fire is not very strong.

In addition, the Songwu Palace is quite large and there is a wide martial arts training ground in front of the hall, so the Demon Cult members were surrounded here.

Soon, Yang Ming's figure fell on the eaves, watching the chaos in the field.

Everyone focused on the battle, but instead did not notice him.

Yang Ming's eyes searched everywhere here.

Soon, it fell on a figure.

Among the disciples of the Songshan Sect, there are a few people in the lead. Judging from the respect the people around them, they must be Zuo Lengchan’s personal disciples.

Among these people, a very high-profile figure, holding a sharp blade and a precious sword as a weapon, formed a sharp contrast with the disciples who used the long sword.

It’s Yang Fei!

In Yang Ming’s memory, he had a deep impression of Yang Fei.

During the period when Yang Fei left, he grew up a lot, which changed a lot compared to his previous appearance.

The whole person's temperament is even more reborn, with a bit of stability while being arrogant.

But Yang Ming still recognized him at a glance.

"Yang Fei!"

When Yang Ming thought of one of Qin Bo’s lame legs before, his eyes became even colder.

After roughly looking, Yang Fei and several other Zuo Lengchan disciples attacked one after another.

The treasure swords in my hand are changing one after another, and the paths they take are very light.

Sometimes it is a sword move, full of the characteristics of the Songshan Sect, sometimes it is the domineering and sharpness of Qianfeng Creation Slash.

Even Yang Ming nodded secretly even after seeing it.

I have to say that Yang Fei's qualifications are quite good. Qianfeng's fortune is in his hands, and he has made a lot of progress in a short period of time. If Yang Fei has been studying hard for thirty or forty years, he may not be able to break through to the seventh level one day.

However, now it is said that these are empty.

The Qianfeng Creation Slash in Yang Fei's hand is not a complete version. With his arrogant and eager personality, he has been practicing hard and calm enough, and he can let go but not stop, and has already made a wrong path.

In addition, Yang Fei had to devote his energy to practicing Songshan sword technique. The two martial arts did not gain each other, but instead performed their own ways, which was not reasonable.

Yang Ming just saw it and knew it.

He looked at the situation in the field and drew his sword in his hand.

At this moment, no one has found Yang Ming’s traces.

The disciples of Songshan Sect are all busy attacking.

Especially Yang Fei, more than a dozen demon sects died under his command, which made Yang Fei a little crazy.

Since he joined the Songshan Sect, he has been discussing with people most of the time, just clicking.

In this kind of life-and-death battle with blood licking at the edge of the knife, there are different feelings and... excitement.

Perhaps because of the unhappiness of everything coming in, Yang Fei was extremely cruel and regarded the enemy as Yang Ming, and vented his dissatisfaction in his heart wildly.

Grandpa Wang Yuanba died, his mother was captured, and his master was ambiguous and even put him under house arrest in disguise, which made Yang Fei hold up a wave of evil fire.

In the end, a senior brother next to him stopped Yang Fei.

"You surrender quickly, there is still a way out of Mount Song, otherwise none of them will be alive!"

Seeing that the Demon Sect’s defeat was settled, these senior brothers began to attack their hearts.

"What are you talking about with them? Just kill them all!"

Yang Fei shouted irritably, and a knife in his hand slashed out, and a light of sword flew slanted forward.

However, this time, there was no previous effect.

In the air, a sword light also slashed down.

Bang!

The two sword lights collided, and Yang Fei's attack was easily disintegrated.

this……

The sudden incident surprised both sides.

Almost everyone was shocked and thought that it was a master who had arrived in the Demon Sect, so they looked up quickly.

Yang Fei felt a strange feeling that hit his heart.

Because he keenly sensed that the sword light that appeared out of thin air was extremely familiar with him.

Everyone looked up and saw a figure, which was easy to fly on the eaves, and their figure seemed to fly into the air.

Who is this person?

No one recognized it for a while.

The Demon Sect members were also surprised. They realized that they were not their own people, at least they did not recognize them.

Only Yang Fei recognized him at a glance.

"Yang Ming!"

Yang Fei's voice came out, and two words almost jumped out of the gap between his teeth.

Of course he couldn't forget Yang Ming. After entering the Songshan Sect, Yang Fei's strongest idea was to become stronger and better, to completely leave Yang Ming behind, and then prove that he was the qualified head of the Yang family.

But things went against his wishes. Yang Ming always appeared around him in various unexpected ways, and it greatly damaged his self-confidence every time.

Over time, Yang Ming's figure almost became Yang Fei's nightmare.

When we saw each other today, Yang Fei discovered that Yang Ming had also changed a lot, which was very different from the temperament in his memory.

Yang Fei's voice was naturally heard by several people around him.

"He's Yang Ming?"

Several people couldn't help but be shocked.

They know the origin of Yang Fei, and Yang Ming’s fame has been even more famous recently.

Especially after the news that Yang Ming had broken through the Sword Technique of Songshan alone, he had become a public enemy of the disciples of Songshan.

I didn't expect this person to appear!

For a moment, countless hostile gazes looked at Yang Ming.

The most resentful one is Yang Fei.

"Are you the Young Master Yang Ming and Yang in Qingzhou?"

Next to him, Zuo Lengchan's second disciple Huang Fu Rui thought for a moment, and stood up first and asked.

"good."

"You are helping the demons of the Demon Cult. Could it be that you have joined forces with the Demon Cult and become enemies of our Songshan Sect?"

Huangfu Rui's words obviously refer to what Yang Ming did just now.

Faced with his aggressive generals, Yang Ming was still calm.

"I don't care whoever you dies. I'm here to do my private affairs and capture my rebellious Yang."

As he said that, Yang Ming pointed at Yang Fei.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yang Fei was so angry that he cursed.
Chapter completed!